Ye Gaoshui was quite emaciated, so thin that even the bones on her cheeks jutted out, which made Ye Gaoshui feel a twinge of heartache and confusion.
After all, in those earliest years he could remember, it had been Ye Gaoshui who had taken care of him, so he could not possibly have no feelings for her.
Usually, it was only because Mrs. He was there to suppress her, and also because Ye Gaoshui was not his biological mother, that even if he wanted to support Ye Gaoshui, he had no way to do so.
Ye Gaoshui looked at Ye Gaoshui with a gentle expression, a stark contrast to Mrs. He's assertiveness, and her words were always considerate of him, "Second son, when you and your elder brother go out, you are away from home for a long time. It's not easy for your wife either, so make sure you talk nicely to her at your father-in-law's house, and coax her more. Make sure not to quarrel and damage the affection between you and your wife."
